Chapter 471 Can’t Afford to Stake Her

Life [I almost touched the Moon when the Sun came up.] Her writings were clear and graceful, but her words were excruciating. It seemed that he was her Moonlight as well. Aziel didn’t know what was written in the notebook, but he saw the surveillance footage. “Ms. Vargas looked sad when writing, as if she’d cried.” Lincoln could hardly breathe. There were indeed traces of dried tears on this page.

He touched it, his eyes showed pain caused by her, but were filled with menace as if he was halted. The Powell family. Very well. Rage filled his heart. Aziel was furious that he was unable to keep Ms. Vargas. He said at once. “Sir, one other thing. It’s important.

“I saw it in the surveillance footage. The airport sent wedding candy to Ms. Vargas. I asked the staff, and they said it was the airport’s gift to the passengers today.

“But then I asked a few more, and they didn’t. So I questioned the staff, and she told me the truth. Only VIP guests at that particular time can have the candy.” Therefore… They were specifically made for Zayla! Aziel brought up the footage. He passed the tablet to Lincoln, and pressed the Play button.

Lincoln watched how Zayla sat in the VIP chamber, received the wedding candy, wrote on the notebook with her head down, and her tear dropped. He squeezed the notebook in his hand, his face intimidating, and the air seemed frozen around him. The board director went pale beside him.

seriously spine-tingling and bone-chilling. He was well aware of how crazy the fourth Prince of Brevan could

right-hand man. He bowed to Lincoln and said politely, “Your Highness, the King would like to have a chat with you.” “Quite the trouble for just a

the King’s way of saying how special and important you are, Your Highness,” Marcus smiled cunningly. “He has always held you in the highest regard.” Lincoln stepped forward. He and

if I said

We can always shoot it down.” Threatened. By his own father, no less. Lincoln curled his left

He could stake his own life, but not the life of a little girl. Lincoln put down his

had waited for him, and that she was becoming an old spinster. Jasmine was the same age as Lincoln, and will soon

other hand, the Royal family also needed the Powell family to

ignored Jefferson all the way. He was sitting in his sofa chair with a notebook in his hand. He didn’t put it down or open it. Miriam

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